And, then the sun set

Set out on an excursion

The east behind me

Seeking old wisdom

Hoping for a connection

The sun rose through the mind fog

Destination held and bent

Headed back home

The sun behind me with a siren whistle

Looked in the rearview mirror

The sun was there, glistening

Maybe even listening

Then, just like that, the sun set

Now the moon beckons

1 reply »

I welcome your thoughts

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s